Well, so did I, on both counts. The bus dropped us near Shaw’s Market and from there, Marcus led me to the stadium. We climbed up to find seats on t...e posts. There were a lot of people there. I guess Brockton folks take sports very seriously. We sat down. Marcus shook hands with a couple of good-looking young black couple. Apparently, they were old buddies of his. He introduced me to a tall, muscular and caramel-skinned man named Jamal Michaels and Raylene Harris, a jet-black girl with hair. My balls were tight against her arse. I gripped her hip so that I could ensure I didn't slip out as I thrust in and out.Again, she stopped me! Taking my hand from her hip, she lifted it up and over her body. It took me a moment to realise where we were heading. It was a stretch for me but now my hand was on another man's erection! I froze in shock but she distracted me by moving her bottom against me and clenching her inner muscles on my shaft. As I relaxed into the sensation, she glided my. Cum in me please!"The husband stood up to do something but it was already too late. He watched the old man's big low-hanging balls tighten up as he slammed down into her cunt for one last time, pushing his cockhead right at the entrance of her fertile womb. "ERRRRGGGGAAAAHHHH!! Take my baby you slut!" The old man yelled as torrents of cum spat out of his gnarled old cock into the wife's womb. Spurt after spurt filled her up until the husband could see the thick white goo slop down to the floor. Assuming she was probably too tired after work, I announced it was time to leave. Nancy leaned in and kissed me. It wasn't a chaste kiss but it wasn't a scorcher either. When she broke off, I told her it was nice but I needed another. Wow, this time it was a hot one, her soft lips yielded to a warm tongue. Between dueling tongues and tugging her lips with mine and four hands exploring, it was instant hardness. Undoing the buttons on her blouse gave access to her soft breast topped with hard.